Текст песни Попурри военных песен - инсценировка

Military song
1) The twenty-second of June
Exactly at four o'clock
Kiev was bombed, we were told,
As the war began.
2) Arise, great country,
Get up to fight to the death
With the dark fascist force,
With a horde of curse!
Let our noble wrath
Boil the war -
The national war
Holy war!
3) smoked grove under the mountain;
And with it, burning sunset.
We are only three left
Of the eighteen children.
Like many of their friends, good
Stay left in the dark ...
At an unknown village
The nameless heights (2 last 2 times)
4) It seems to me sometimes that soldiers
Since no blood came fields
Not in our land perished once
And it turned into white cranes.
They are to this day with those distant times
Flying and serves us to vote
Not because l so often and sadly
We shut up, looking into the sky
5) Let the days of the war dragged on for a long time
Let quickly raced peaceful year
Victory at Moscow, Kursk and Volga
History will remember forever.
Suppose you are now fathers and grandfathers,
Whiskey to silver gray.
In the age you do not forget the spring of Victory,
That day, when the war ended.
Let's not many in the ranks,
We all remember what was going on then
And his promise to their homeland
Conserve for business, and the world of work
Happy Victory